Fairy tales of rivers and lakes, dancing with butterflies
The Divine Hook Wang Han was staring at the actions of the whistle and Jiang Liu when he suddenly felt something was abnormal behind him.
Ordinary people may not feel the slight abnormality, and only the feeling like he has developed over the years can tell whether there is danger at the first time.
The divine hook Wang Han did not turn around. He first pounced forward, and at the same time waved the wooden stick and pulled it out and shot two barbed hooks.
The attack was Cookie. He relied on his flexible body flexibility to twist his waist in the air to avoid the sharp hook. The nunchaku in his hand was not affected at all, and he chased the divine hook Wang Han and smashed it over.
The first blow was that the nunchaku hit the wooden stick that the divine hook Wang Han waved. One was to accumulate momentum, and the other rushed to take action. The divine hook Wang Han's wooden stick broke into two pieces with a "click".
He threw away the wooden stick and trembled as he rushed forward. He suffered a little loss. Fortunately, he made a quick decision to put away the wooden stick. If he hesitated, the softness brought by the cookie was added to it.
At least it can make him fall heavily.
The Divine Hook Wang Han still didn't look back, and his toes rushed toward the depths of the butterfly array on the ground. The wooden stick was made of iron wood. It has been following the Divine Hook Wang Han for decades. It can break it in one blow and attack it.
The skill of the person can be imagined.
This experience made Cookie understand a truth: Fighting in the martial arts world is not a ring match or an ordinary exchange. Knocking down the opponent is not the purpose. The ability to severely damage the opponent and lose his ability to resist in the fastest time is
The most important one.
He followed the three of them all the way, and Cookie was observing the opponent and looking for opportunities to attack. He had confirmed that the Divine Hook Wang Han was the most difficult one to deal with.
Therefore, as soon as the cookie is activated, it is a series of killing moves. The nunchaku holds a little energy to lock the back of the divine hook Wang Han tightly, just like a poisonous snake that attacks.
The Divine Hook Wang Han has rushed into the depths of the butterfly array. The pressure behind it has not only not been reduced, but also has a tendency to deepen.
If you are an ordinary master in the martial arts world, when you lose the opportunity in this way, the attacker is another master, you will most likely choose to find a suitable obstacle and find an opportunity to get rid of your opponent's killer moves.
But the Divine Hook Wang Han knew that he did not have that time or opportunity. Although he did not look back, he could tell based on his feelings that his opponent's killing move would not be more than one foot away from his back; and when he put aside the wooden stick,
This distance is three feet.
The cookie is secretly proud and able to defeat an opponent like the Divine Hook Wang Han...
The strange change happened the moment the nunchaku hit the back of the divine hook Wang Han, and he suddenly fell down.
Cookies knew that although the Nunchakus hit, the attack did not work much. The Divine Hook Wang Han was not knocked down, he followed the direction of the force and took the initiative to pounce at the moment when the Nunchakus hit.
, and quickly rolled on the ground for a few times.
Cookie secretly scolded her asshole and shouldn't be distracted at such a critical moment.
The Divine Hook Wang Han twisted his body and rushed up, and shot out nine black lights with his hands, then took off his shirt and twisted out a rope stick.
The cookies stopped the offensive helplessly and danced the nunchaku into a shield to block the black light. The best time has been missed, and the next thing is a real battle.
"So it's you." The Divine Hook Wang Han narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the cookie.
They have met and appeared on the March ring for Jianghu Road.
Over there, Jiang Liu finally broke through the butterfly wall.
There is a two-meter-sized space in the center of the butterfly wall, and three huge blue butterflies dance in the space.
Ye'er felt someone approaching before the butterfly wall was broken. At the beginning, she was surprised that she could actually receive the news from the butterfly, feel the sadness of the butterfly group for being killed by her companion, and feel the person who came.
murderous intent.
She didn't know what to do and tried to wake Zhu Tong up, but Zhu Tong only knew how to suppress her tightly and thrust on her body wildly.
The sense of crisis conveyed by the butterfly group became stronger and stronger. Yeer barely gathered some strength, broke away from the arm that was held by Zhu Tong, hugged him tightly, and dragged him to move into the lake.
It was also at this moment that a big hole was broken in the butterfly wall, and the whistle and Jiang Liu only saw Zhu Tong's back sinking into the lake.
The river stream pulled out the spunlace and rushed in first.
Water Kung Fu is good at the Jiang family, and he is not afraid of threats from the water.
But the whistle began to retreat. He heard the call from the Divine Hook Wang Han. Someone came from behind and was a master.
The water in Crescent Lake is not deep. Ye'er has fallen into it once, and the 10-meter shore is only waist-deep. Now, she hopes that the water of this lake will be deeper and deeper; in that way, she and Zhu Tong can hide it.
She hugged Zhu Tong and struggled in the water. Although she couldn't see it, she knew the location of the river and could feel the sharpness of the spurt.
The butterfly wall suddenly scattered, and countless butterflies were still flying with Ye Er and Zhu Tong as the center; they seemed to be deliberately blocking the river, blocking his sight, and slowing down his speed of finding a target.
Jiang Liu could not disperse the butterflies, but he was not discouraged and plunged into the water.
Ye'er was panicked. She could not feel her opponent, and the butterflies could not feel the river flow in the water.
But Ye'er knew that the opponent might appear at any time, and he was in the water.
She reminded herself to calm down and quickly think of countermeasures in her mind.
At this moment, she recalled the scene a few months ago. On the boat, facing the unsightly attacker, Zhu Tong held her and wrote behind her...
Ye'er reluctantly controlled Zhu Tong's body and drew the word "spirit" behind him with his fingers.
Because the situation is critical, this "spirit" is not very successful. However, Ye'er vaguely saw a sharp water piercing the surface of the boiling water and stabbing Zhu Tong's back.
She screamed and pushed Zhu Tong away with both hands.
Jiang Liu was stunned. The spurt was about to penetrate Zhu Tong's body, but he suddenly turned to the side and appeared in front of him with a woman's white body.
Ye'er didn't have time to write calligraphy. Seeing the thorns coming, he didn't know the power from where they came. Ye'er actually took Zhu Tong to move one meter across, and almost avoided the thorns. Another thin thread was left on his delicate shoulders.
Long blood marks.
Jiang Liu did not dive, and kept waving the spurts to attack, driving Ye'er to the shore. The water here was not deep enough, the Jiang family's water skills could not be fully utilized, and the land skills were even more hindered. If you are on the shore, you can't keep your feet on the ground.
, He was sure to control this panicked woman with one move.
Although there were butterflies hindering, Jiang Liu could still see the graceful curves and the partially shattered white and tender skin. The evil thoughts surged in his heart made the pierced thorns a little gentle. Such a beautiful woman killed her.
Unfortunately, it's better to enjoy it first...
Ye'er didn't understand what Jiang Liu was thinking. She even forgot that she had no clothes on her body. She just dragged Zhu Tong to passively avoid the attack of the elusive spurts, and did not realize that the water was getting shallower and shallower.
With a "puff!", the spurt pierced from Zhu Tong's waist, pulled out, and brought out a burst of blood arrows.
Ye'er screamed in surprise and fell down in her arms with Zhu Tong in her arms.
"Beauty, don't hide. You can't run away." Jiang Liu smiled with evil smile, and the spurt drew a cross in the air; "Stand up and let me take a look. As long as you promise something, I may put it.
You go."
Ye'er stared at Jiang Liu angrily, her lips trembling, and she couldn't spit out a word. She was kind, but at this moment, a strong hatred burned in her heart, and she wanted to bite a few bites on this person's face.
Zhu Tong was bleeding from his waist, and Ye'er covered the wound with his hands, but he couldn't stop it.
Three blue butterflies were chasing behind Jiang Liu. Under their leadership, the butterflies that were originally flying around seemed to have consciousness and rushed towards Jiang Liu.
In just a few words, thousands of butterflies gathered around the river, and a thick butterfly wall was piled up.
Jiang Liu was panicked for a moment and waved the spikes in vain. He forgot to dive into the water to hide.
Ye'er covered her mouth and watched the sudden change in surprise. She could feel the hatred that the butterflies were full of that person, and could vaguely guess that this hatred was related to her.
Zhu Tong said with a thumbs up, struggling to get up, and he woke up.
Ye'er hugged him quickly.
Zhu Tong stood up and breathed a long sigh; pointed at Jiang Liu, who was squeezed by the butterfly group, and asked, "Who is there?"
"He wants to kill you." Ye'er wrapped around Zhu Tong's waist and pressed the bleeding wound tightly.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Zhu Tong pointed a few times around the wound to seal the acupoints. Sure enough, the wound no longer bleeding.
"When did he come?" Zhu Tong saw the spurt in Jiang Liu's hand and knew that this was a member of the Jiang family.
"I don't know, they have three people. There are also fighting over there."
"I understand, don't worry." Zhu Tong patted Ye'er's hand and signaled her to let go.
The force that Ye'er kept holding in her heart was removed, and she snuggled into her arms tightly. This man was her support.
"Don't kill anyone." Ye'er looked into Zhu Tong's eyes.
"Don't worry, I'm a doctor. Take a break and it will be cured soon." Zhu Tong smiled and surrounded her, gently stabbing a golden needle in the back of her head.
Ye'er slowly closed her eyes, thinking she was too tired.
Deep in the butterfly group, Jiang Liu let out a shrill scream. He threw away the spike and drilled into the water, then rushed out again, covering his eyes with his hands, and bumped around like headless flies.
The whistle was only three meters behind the cookie, and was measuring whether to take action. Knocking down this young man was nothing. The folding fan in his hand could emit twelve poisonous needles; but offending Qu Laoyi was not a trivial matter.
The Divine Hook Wang Han didn't care so much about it. He danced the soft stick into a black cloud with his right hand and held a sharp hook half a foot long in his left hand. Every time he attacked, he was a deadly dangerous move. The cookie lost the initiative, and the opponent was again
It is a desperate posture and has to lift the whistle that can be taken at any time, so it can only be on defense temporarily.
However, the cookies seemed to have endless tenacity, and the attack of the Divine Hook Wang Han was gradually suppressed by the nunchaku.
When the whistle heard Jiang Liu's scream, he was shocked and felt that the butterflies around him suddenly became more and more scattered as they had seen before, and they were more like an army commanded by someone.
The folding fan opened with a "bang!", and the whistle stopped hesitating and jumped towards the cookie.
The Divine Hook Wang Han was so tired that he was only panting. He was injured and was older. The previous round of power rush was exhausted.
It is not easy to have a cookie. The whistle makes a ruthless move. The fan surface is like a blade and the fan bone is like a knife, and it instantly takes the initiative.
"Swish!" With a light sound, three poison needles shot out from the folding fan, and Cookie was forced to fall to the ground by a Tiebanqiao.
The Divine Hook Wang Han saw the cheapness, and the cold cold light of the Li hook pierced Cookie's neck.
Cookie avoided the poison needle but did not avoid the killing move of the divine hook Wang Han. The hook drew a deep blood groove on his shoulder.
"Stop." Zhu Tong comforted Ye'er, let her hide in the water, stepped onto the lake shore with her body, and the two rises and falls blocked Cookie.
The Divine Hook Wang Han and the Wing both saw the strong murderous intent in Zhu Tong's eyes. Countless butterflies of all sizes danced around him, like dreams and fantasy, extremely strange.
The whistle laughed dryly, called out to the Divine Hook Wang Han, and said, "I have come to visit you, please don't be surprised by your senior brother." "We are all guests." Zhu Tong waved to Cookie, seeing that his wounds did not hurt his muscles and bones.
Then he smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "You are still young, how can you touch your seniors? Do you know you are wrong?"
"I know." Cookie's expression was as usual, staring at the Divine Hook Wang Han and said, "I shouldn't have been lenient. The first move was wrong. I shouldn't pay attention to his wooden stick."
The Divine Hook Wang Han snorted, but couldn't say anything. His move was indeed a hasty false move. If the cookie was hit by a wooden stick, the nunchaku could discount his waist.
"You." Zhu Tong pointed at the Divine Hook Wang Han and said, "Do you know you are wrong?"
"He's going first." King Han of the Divine Hook was on guard.
Zhu Tong was only standing there, but seemed to be able to control everything around him. The flashing light in his eyes made him even more frightened. Zhu Tong had more killing aura that he had never had before.
The Divine Hook Wang Han changed his posture three times in a row, but his sharp eyes always fell on the place where he accumulated strength. This feeling was really bad. He had experienced countless similar scenes, but his name was not
What I blow out is earned from repeated fights. However, I have never felt this way.
"You don't know, haha, you don't know. OK!" Zhu Tong sneered twice and raised his palm lightly; "In Shanghai, attacking Zhu's disciples in front and intercepting me in the back halfway. This time, if it weren't for Junior Brother Qu, I was not the one who had no brother Qu. This time, if it weren't for Junior Brother Qu.
I'm going to be a dead person now if I trip you up."
The whistle was crying inwardly, and I was about to say something; the fragrance of flowers in the air was filled with butterflies, and Zhu Tong's figure disappeared among the butterflies.
The next moment, the butterfly group rushed towards the divine hook Wang Han, and in a short time it would fill the space around him.
The Divine Hook Wang Han was confused. What was he doing? If I had known that Zhu Tong's body movements were fast, it would not have been so fast!
Two butterflies fell on the shoulders of the Divine Hook Wang Han. The whistle suddenly felt something was wrong and shouted: "Old Wang, be careful."
Before the whistle could finish, a butterfly vortex rolled up on top of the head of the Divine Hook Wang Han. The center of the vortex was a fist covered with the fragrance of flowers.
The Divine Hook Wang Han put on a stance to raise fire to the sky, which was a flying peak composed of butterflies! It was impossible to dodge, and all he could do was block it.
With a dull sound of "bang!", the butterfly group dispersed, Zhu Tong flew backwards and landed steadily beside Cookie.
The whistle hurriedly ran to support the Divine Hook Wang Han, and found that his arms were stiff, and the soft stick between his hands suddenly broke into cloth dust. He saw that it was useless.
Just lose like this? How can I finish the fourth-level prosperity?
The whistle was confused and the folding fan in his hand slid to the ground.
He did not have the courage to face Zhu Tong.
Ye'er woke up, and the setting sun just burned half of the sky brightly.
The maple trees are falling flowers and the butterflies are flying. The crescent lake is sparkling, and I wish the children a bonfire on the riverside and barbecue a few small fish half a foot long.
"Where is this place?" She walked to Zhu Tong and lowered her head, asking shyly.
"I don't know." Zhu Tong didn't look up, but one hand was accurately stroking her buttocks.
"Is your injury more important?" Ye'er went to touch Zhu Tong's back, with an ugly dog skin plaster attached to it.
"It's okay, your injury is even worse." Zhu Tong's hand slid across Ye'er's shoulder, and the wounds left by the spurts had been sealed.
"How long have I slept?" Ye'er avoided the hand.
"I don't know." Zhu Tong smiled wickedly and continued to make trouble.
"Where are them?" Her body moved, and then trembled slightly, as if a layer of ripples appeared on the calm lake.
"I don't know." Zhu Tong hugged Ye'er in his arms and kissed her gently.
"Don't know?" Ye'er observed Zhu Tong's expression; "I'm lying, don't know how to bring me here?"
"It's not me, it's you. You took me to this place, and then..." Zhu Tong was lying on Ye'er with red eyes with malicious intentions.
"Don't say it." Ye'er realized that the situation was very awkward, and she looked around anxiously.
Where are there any clothes? A few broken pieces of cloth were scattered under the maple tree, which reminded her of many things.
"Let's wear this first." Zhu Tong pulled out a ball from under him and handed it over; "In fact, it's different to wear it or not, and there are no outsiders."
Ye Er didn't bother to say anything, and hurriedly put a gray T-shirt on her body. It was originally worn by Zhu Tong, but fortunately, she was quite acquainted and not torn.
"You said we came here just now?" Ye Er pulled into her clothes, covered her long snow-white legs and sat opposite Zhu Tong.
"Yes, you pulled me here like crazy, and then, I was taken by you..." Zhu Tong's smile on the corner of his mouth was so annoying that Ye'er couldn't help but lift a lake and hit it.
The splash accurately drenched Zhu Tong. She didn't expect that she could bring such a large area of lake water with just a slight wave, turning Zhu Tong into a standard chicken.
When Ye'er thought of the injury on his waist, she immediately felt distressed and said angrily: "Why don't you hide?"
"I don't know." Zhu Tong looked at Ye'er foolishly. He was finally sure that Ye'er was back! She was completely ready!
"Silly, why are you crying?" Ye'er stood up and hugged Zhu Tong's head in front of her chest, unable to help but burst into tears.
Three big blue butterflies flew out under the maple tree, driving millions of butterflies to dance around them.